The Puntabulous Pool Party and beyond

So I am finally getting a chance to go through the pictures from the weekend and post some more updates beyond Vegemite tasting. We did do more although it was probably hard to top that.

Friday we arrived in the lovely East Islip (pronounced like "ice" although not spelled even close) and I had to cross a big bridge. I HATE big bridges. I'm sure in another life I plunged off one to my death and then some of us went out for dinner. Me, Michelle, Craig, Polt, FDot, Michelle's husband Harry and my daughter (the two photographers) had an enormous Italian meal that left us all waddling out to the cars. Fun times though.

So Saturday was the big Puntabulous Pool Party. What does one do at a PPP you ask, besides taste Vegemite? Well, I've posted some of the fun activities below:

First you admire the gorgeous yard that Craig's Dad maintains. It's really beautiful and lush and picture perfect. You compare tattoos. Mine is just a baby compared to Vuboq's that he got for his birthday this year. It's very beautiful.

You tell stories about how big the Puntabuschlong REALLY is. This is similar to telling fish stories I think as I've yet to see photographic evidence of the fact.

You make memories with friends that will last forever. (While looking half drunk.)

You get attacked by hat-wearing vampires. Oh wait, that was a kiss. Sheesh, the reaction made me fear for our lives for a moment. But I suppose him being in the sun should have been a giveaway.
Money exchanges hands. What? Umm. Okay, that's between Craig and Vuboq and we'll just mind our own business people. Move on. Nothing to see here.

At a PPP there are hugs, tons and tons of wonderful warm hugs. One of the best parts.

There is bonding with a young lady who was more or less forced to tag along and made to feel very special. And corrupt her a little bit too. *Gives Adam the evil eye* ;-) Everyone was so nice to her and I have to say kept the innuendo down to a minimum when she was around, which was all the time. She had a blast.

You spend the time being so freaking adorable it's not funny. You just want to squeeze them all and take them home with you.

You pose with the silly hula girl and boy and laugh at everyone's pictures.

You watch Harry in red, and David in blue dazzle us with their mad diving skillz.

You practice your modeling strut for the next season in NYC.

You hover near the drink table so as to be close to the alcohol while the amazing gardener now mans the grill and whips up some burgers and dogs (even some veggie ones - ewww).

You talk and talk and talk in the shade with everyone you can find. You plan the next Puntabulous party with talk of cruises or all-inclusive resorts. I can't wait.

And finally you all bunch together for the mandatory group photo in the dark. Unfortunately Josh wasn't feeling well so he wasn't with us, but he's in other pictures. I'll photoshop him in later, the ubiquitous floating head somewhere.

So as you can see we had a blast, I got to know so many "friends" that much better that day and really it was the best.

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Sunday a few of us were still around so we went to Fire Island. It's a small mostly gay beach resort off the coast of Long Island. You take a ferry over and it takes about 15 min. to walk across the island. There are lots of restaurants (where we went) and little shops and the beach was gorgeous. Sand worthy of the Caribbean. We didn't plan on swimming but .... Sigh. Nathan decided to go in wearing his short and Kristen was "just going to go into her knees". You can see it got a little higher than the knees so I ran to the store to buy shorts and a towel and when I came back, you can see her and Nathan chatting out in the ocean. So back to buy a t-shirt. They said the water was really great, it was much warmer than Cape Cod, that's for sure.

The beach was technically clothing optional, but the only one exercising their option was the 80 year old butt you see going into the water. LOL I swear my kid will need therapy. There was some nice eye candy though, but there were also people of all ages, families, dogs, a few young kids and generally just people out enjoying the sun and the sand. It's really beautiful there though, and we had a fun lunch with everyone and enjoyed the windy ferry ride home. Then we had to mostly say good-bye except for a few of us who stayed over. It was very sad, even sadder that night when I said my final farewells to Polt and Nathan and Craig and FDot as that was truly the end of our Puntabulous super weekend. We are now in NYC complaining of sore feet, but having some success in the shopping arena. Tomorrow we'll see if we can get tickets to a show.

Can't wait for the next time.